At this moment, a teacher heard that there was a fight here and rushed over. When he saw some people lying on the ground, he immediately stepped forward and said, "What's going on? Do you think it's important?"

Song Yu smiled bitterly, "It may be a bit important."

"Who made the fight?" the teacher asked.

"It's Yi Qian's words!" a classmate said.

The teacher was stunned, his face turned pale, and the eyes looking at Song Yu and the others were even more worried.

After all, that's the second son of the Yi family! This... there was a conflict with others and a fight. If the Yi family wanted to deal with these students for this matter...

It is conceivable how these students... and even their families will end up.

After seeing the teacher's eyes, Song Yu suddenly seemed to think of something. By the way, the boy who fought with them was named Yi Qianci.

Change the surname...

He had heard before that the second son of the Yi family was studying in their first grade in their school.

The Yi family refers to the number one wealthy family in Shenzhen!

At that time, when he heard this kind of gossip, he didn't think much about it. After all, even the young master of a wealthy family had nothing to do with him.

After all, he never thought about currying favor with anything!

But he didn't expect that the other party was He Zixin's "brother", and he had a fight with them today.

Thinking of the Yi family, Song Yu's heart sank.

———

He Zixin was pulled all the way to a secluded place in the school by Yi Qianjin.

"Where are you going to take me?" He Zixin said, feeling that his wrist was so painful, "Xiao Ci, stop, let's talk well!"

His steps finally stopped and turned to look at her.

She breathed a little relieved and said, "Let go of my hand first, you will make my hand hurt so much!"

He was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, let go of his fingers slightly, and saw a circle of red marks on her wrist. This mark... was pinched by him.

"I'm sorry." He murmured, carefully raising his hand, gently stroked the red marks of her fingertips.

He Zixin said, "What you really should say sorry is the people you beaten by you just now, not me!"

Her words suddenly changed his expression, "Do you think it was my fault just now?"

"It was your fault, how could you hit someone for no reason?" she said.

"But I don't like the words they said you want to fall in love with that boy." He said, his voice a little dull and obviously unhappy.

"They are just kidding, and it doesn't mean anything." She said.

"What if they weren't kidding? What if that boy really wanted to date you? Would you agree?" he said.

"Hey?" He Zixin was stunned for a moment. She really hadn't thought about this question.

Speaking of which, it seems that since childhood, no boy has pursued her. He has almost all her time in elementary school, junior high school, and her time is occupied by him.
Chapter completed!